She doesn't ask what he wants, she already knows, and she wants it more than he does. His body defines her purpose. She gives without hesitation. His needs are not requests, they are the reasons she exists. Every touch of her is an offering, every act a devotion. She doesn't want control, she wants to be the reason he loses his. That pleasure gives her power, and his release is her reward. She doesn't obey, she worships, because his body deserves nothing less.
